(Long a/n lol)

A lot has happened, as you may have read earlier my mental health has been on the decline and that's really my only excuse for not writing, I had a Fugo fic but I just feel like writing narancia right now, hope you understand

also thinking about unpublishing my headcannon book (I also unpublished two one shots also cause I wasn't happy with them either) cause even though a lot of people seem to like it I just find it cringy, not sure if I should leave it up or not

this is based on recent turn of events cause the north east has been real cold recently for absolutely no reason and I wanted to garden

the crush to lovers trope or whatever is my favorite and that's why all my fics are basically that, also I'm an uncreative bitch 🤪 (not really)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Context the gang is in New York for a mission)

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(TW: Cursing)

It was cold.

A lot colder than it should be for April weather, not to mention that it was 40 degrees (F) outside.

"Bucciarati can you please tell turn up the heat-"

"No I'm already fucking hot-"

"Then CHANGE!"

"Fugo you literally have holes in your clothes you're the one that needs to fucking change."

Bickering became normal at this point, the culture shock of New York and the weather change made everyone more tense and uneasy, but I was fine though since I used to live here, but even then it was kind of unusual for the weather to be this cold.

I sighed at the arguing, Abbacchio and Fugo were going at eachother which was unusual too.

Mista sighed.

"What's the thermostat at?" Mista asked, annoyance was evident in his voice.

"64" Bucciarati answered

"Is that warm or cold?" Narancia questioned.

"It's not that bad?" I answered, unsure of myself since it felt a lot colder than 64 degrees.

He hummed in response, for the boys, Farenheit was hard to understand since they're so used to Celsius in Italy. But honestly it's already confusing in the first place.

I sighed, the boys continued to argue and I couldn't stand the bickering anymore. So I got up and made my way to the stairs before a voice called after me.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)!" Narancia called for me, he stood at the bottom of the stairs, arms around his chest, shivering as he stood there.

"Can we, as long as you don't mind, can you go out with me to the store down the road to get a sweatshirt with me? I'm freezing... and we haven't done anything together in a while." He said with pleading eyes.

"Yeah sure just let me put on my sweatshirt-"

"Yay ok! Thank you so much I really appreciate it!" He smiled and scurried back to the living room.

I smiled, he was adorable-

Stop it, I can't be thinking that, he's your friend, nothing more.

...

But what if I do want something more? Haha just kidding, unless?

I turned red at the thought as I made my way into my room, grabbing the first hoodie I saw and putting it on quickly before racing back downstairs and putting on my shoes.

"Narancia I'm ready to go-"

"I'm coming!" He responded, a scoff could be heard right after from someone else but I couldn't make out who it was, or why it was made.

"Ready?" I asked, he nodded in response.

Immediately the wind hit us, hard, and it became obvious that the wind would become a problem.

"Shit!" I exclaimed, not expecting it to be so cold.

Narancia began shivering harder than before, I felt really bad...

"It's ok, it's right there." I pointed at the store, which became closer as we walked.

He just nodded as the wind hit us again, though it was more gentle than when we first went out.

Out of instinct(?) I wrapped my arm around him, which he immediately accepted and got closer to me, poor baby was cold and I couldn't do much more than hold him.

Did I just call him baby?? I mean he is but...

Stop

As we walked, people stared, they could tell he wasn't from around here by how he was dressed, but the wind and the cold seemed to get to them too. No matter how many layers they put on the wind still somehow got to them.

I gazed at the boy, his face was pink, but I'm not sure if it was from the cold or not. He was shivering less than before thankfully, I hate to see him cold.

The shop came closer into view and you could see the clothes in the window, mannequins lined in a row of three, wearing varying clothes from a nice flowery pink shirt to that same button up plaid shirt that my uncle used to wear to every single family event.

"We're here." I said in relief, Narancia raced into the store and looked back at me through the glass doors, a grin plastered on his face.

I opened the door, the cashier gave me simple 'welcome' and went back to whatever she was doing before.

"Alright what are you looking at..." I made my way over to Narancia as he was going through the racks of different sweatshirts and sweaters.

"I think I like this one!" He shows me a basic grey hoodie with a small green dinosaur on it, it looked like something you'd see children wear.

"Aww that's adorable." I said adoringly. He smiled and held it to his chest.

"Alright let's go."

"Wait (Y/N)...I uhhh..."

"What is it?"

His cheeks went red and he looked down at the ground, bag in hand.

"Never mind forget about it, I'll tell you later."

"Alrighty!"

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Haha imagine having a crush on someone named Narancia

. . .

Could be me.

Fuck me dude of course it had to be someone who probably doesn't like me back.

I paced around my room, frustrated with myself over the most stupid thing. I love him and I can't do anything about it, well I can tell him but that's just really embarrassing and he'll probably look at me weird for the rest of my life.

Right? Right?? I don't know anymore...

I jumped onto my bed and grabbed my pillow and screamed into it, I couldn't take it anymore.

A soft knock on my door could be heard.

"Who is it?" I asked

"Bucciarati, may I come in?"

"Sure."

The door opened and he made his way to my bed, my face still in my pillow.

"What's wrong?" He questioned sitting down on my bed.

"Mmmmmmm...nothing much." I lied.

"Well you seemed distressed, I could hear you pacing..." He paused for a moment.

"By any chance, is this about Narancia?" He questioned, I turned over and looked at him, my face going red

"How did you know?" I panicked a little, does he know? Does he know?

"Oh so he told you?" He asked

"Told me what?" I responded, confused by what he meant.

He stared at me before chuckling softly, he looked at the door before saying softly

"I don't know if he'd want me saying this but, I know you like him, and everyone knows he likes you. He talks about you all the time when you're not around, he adores you but he's too shy to say anything about it to your face."

He paused, all I could do was gawk at him in disbelief.

"He was supposed to ask you out earlier, he told us he would after some convincing but apparently he didn't. I decided to tell all of this since he'd never get the courage to tell you if I didn't step in."

"He-" I looked away, but looking away I saw the boy we were talking about, standing in the doorway in just as much disbelief as I was.

The room became silent, Bucciarati looked at me in confusion before looking over, then quickly coming to the same realization.

The silence burned for eternity, it became deafening to the ears.

Narancia and I just stared at each other, our faces were a burning red, becoming hotter with each second.

It was interrupted when Bucciarati asked calmly

"How long have you been standing there?"

He sniffled and looked away.

"Long enough to realize you told her."

"Narancia did you hear all of it?" I questioned, tears were streaming down his face in embarrassment and shame, it was upsetting to watch.

"N-no..."

"Bucciarati can you leave for a minute, I've got this." I asked him, he nodded and got up, patting Narancias back before closing the door behind him.

"Listen- it's ok don't cry, I like you too. Actually, I think I love you, I have been for a while now. I just couldn't tell if you felt the same and I didn't want you to hate me so I didn't say anything." I confessed to him

He stared at me dumbfounded for a moment or two before walking over and hugging me, I hugged back.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

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BRO THIS TOOK ME FOREVER TO WRITE AND EDIT LIKE I SHIT YOU NOT THIS TOOK ME AN ENTIRE FUCKING DAY AND A HALF AND I AM NOT PROUD OF THIS AT ALL ☠

How come I can't write a two paragraph response in english class but I can write an almost 1400 word fan fiction on wattpad about my comfort character??? Shits insane dude...

Thank you for reading ❤